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UNDER THE PRINCE OF LUST'S WILES

UNDER THE PRINCE OF LUST'S WILES

In a large shopping mall we went. It was three storeys high, complete with restaurants and fast-food chains. He guided me to the second floor where all of the goods I had specified to him were located. Again, stores after stores were lined up for me choose, but I decided to enter one where its window knickknacks caught my eyes. The store was named, Ann Summers. Weird things. I most certainly hadn't seen objects like these in my entire life. The shapes were weird too; circular, elongated, heart-shaped in bold neon colors. There were even objects that looked like rods and cuffs of different sizes and colorful jelly rings with studs. My brain immediately registered children's toys? However, the moment I stepped inside the store, my brain immediately scratched the word CHILDREN and replaced it with ADULT! My eyes widened as I took in every single detail that welcomed me. Eriol, who trailed behind me earlier, now stood right in my side. He gave a light tap on my shoulder to which I immediately jerked away. Our eyes met and I swear he looked at me with a twinkle of mischief. 'Funny, you seem to have lost your way directly into this place, Milady,' he said and gave me a freaking roguish grin! ~ 0 ~ I am hoping that my vacation in my Aunt's mansion is worth it. Leaving my volunteer work in Nepal abruptly is not what I wanted but there is nothing I can do, my Aunt is just too insistent. I know staying in there would be enjoyable, but I never thought that everyday would become something more... more than unbearable, and it all stems to a certain man - the head butler of the house - specifically too attentive of me. Genre: Supernatural Romance Status: Completed All Rights Reserved 2020 JMFelic Books
My Wedding, My Killer, His Betrayal

My Wedding, My Killer, His Betrayal

I don't remember how I got here. One moment, a crushing weight, the roar of a furious crowd, a sharp, final pain. The next, nothing. Then, a flicker. A cold, sharp light that formed a heavy, cream-colored cardstock. Gold letters shimmered: You are cordially invited to the wedding of Ethan Davis and Mia Thompson. Ethan Davis. My uncle. The man who raised me, mentored me, then destroyed me. Mia Thompson. That' s my name. The invitation dissolved. I landed, an unseen observer, in a sun-drenched garden. At the altar, under a floral arch, stood Ethan. Then the music swelled. The bride walked down the aisle. The woman in the white dress was me. She had my face, my dark hair, even the tiny mole above my lip. But her smile was too sharp, her gaze too possessive. It was Chloe Miller. The scene ripped away. I was hurled back to the day my life ended. On a stage, my masterpiece, "Nexus," projected behind me. "This is a lie!" Chloe' s voice sliced through the applause. "She stole it! Nexus is my work!" The crowd turned savage. Cameras flashed. I sought Ethan, the one person who knew the truth. "Ethan, tell them," I begged, my voice a pathetic whisper. "Tell them the truth." He looked at me. Guilt, then cold, calculated resolve. He stepped to the microphone. "I am deeply disappointed. Our company is built on integrity. We cannot and will not tolerate intellectual theft." My death sentence. The world exploded. "Thief!" "Fraud!" Hands grabbed, tearing at my clothes. Rage-contorted faces. I fell. The last thing I saw was Ethan turning his back, his arm around Chloe, as the mob swallowed me whole. Now, a ghost at my own wedding. My uncle was marrying my murderer. The invitation said he was marrying me. The irony was a bitter taste. They wouldn't even let me rest. They' d stolen my work, my reputation, my life. Now, my very face. But a new feeling solidified within my spectral form. Rage. They would not get their happy ending. I would burn their perfect world to the ground.
Love In Cold Blood

Love In Cold Blood

INTRO I hugged him tight assuring him I meant what I said. Tears flowed down my cheeks as I gave a slight wave to my brother and my boyfriend. Their eyes widened when they realized what I planned to do. Just as he started to pull away from the hug I tightened my grip and pulled him as I fell back from the cliff. The realization that I am going to die with the person I hate the most in this world. Sent a wave of emotions through me like a strike of lightning and the only thing I could do was close my eyes. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ DIARY ENTRY- Do you ever wonder what it's like? when a sharp object meets the human skin in a way that doesn't harm it. A way that's just to test if you could feel something. To feel anything other than that feeling of rejection, depression, anger, and sorrow. The feeling that maybe somewhere out there you belong. That someone out there cares about your existence. That maybe even you care about your existence. That you're... not alone. I know what it's like. I've taken that sharp object. Any sharp object. Sometimes a kitchen blade, sometimes a glass bottle I've shattered to pieces. That sharp object caresses parts of the skin on my arms slowly. Yet I feel no different. It stings for just a split second then the blood pools from the cuts left behind. I've been doing it since age twelve after being raped and going through the process of no one believing me and shower after shower trying to wash away... trying to wash away the feeling of utter disgust. Trying to take back my body with soap, water, and a pouf. Just like a tattoo that feeling of... feeling like waste after your stepfather has had a long night doing whatever he wanted to u sticks. It's permanent. And in his words... you are his and only his. You are permanently his toy. I thought living was hard as hell but so is dying. Sixteen failed suicide attempts. Back to square one. Living a nightmare you can't die or wake up from is all there is in my world. Welcome to hell. -Sky ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The Betrayed Heiress's Comeback

The Betrayed Heiress's Comeback

I woke up with a gasp on the day of my debutante ball, the most anticipated event of the Texas social season. My eyes snapped open to the familiar silk canopy, but a strange, phantom pain still clung to my last breath. My custom-designed gown, perfected over months with the couturier, was gone from its stand. This void, this seemingly small act, brought a cold dread, sharp and entirely too familiar. Because in my previous life, this "missing" dress was the very first tiny crack, the prelude to a cascade of betrayals. I remembered Savy' s brazen appearance, her stolen spotlight, her smug face, Brent' s weak compliance, Grayson' s cruel dismissal. Their collective treachery had led to my father' s "accidental" death, my shocking disinheritance, a hellish rehabilitation facility, and my own lonely, mysterious end. They thought they had won; they thought they had erased me for good. The sheer, agonizing injustice of their victory, the vivid memories of my suffering, burned hotter than any fire. How could I have let them destroy my family, my legacy, my very self, without a fight? But they didn't know I was back. I had reawakened on this pivotal morning, carrying every single agonizing memory of their deceit and my demise. This time, there would be no panic, no helplessness, only a chilling, absolute resolve to reverse my tragic fate. I was Aurora Sterling, and I was taking my life back, one strategic move at a time.
The Cursed Wolf and the Forest Princess

The Cursed Wolf and the Forest Princess

The forest has always been Jackline's only home. She doesn't remember the palace she was born to, the parents who once held her, or the kingdom that cried for a stolen princess. All she knows are the crumbling stones of an abandoned castle hidden deep in the woods, the whisper of leaves, the growl of distant beasts, and the cold reality of surviving alone. By day, Jackline hunts, forages, and explores the shattered halls of the castle swallowed by ivy and moss. By night, she curls up under broken rafters and stares at the moon, wondering if anyone, anywhere, is looking for her... even though she's certain the answer is no. The world beyond the forest might as well be a myth. No one has ever come for her. No one has ever stayed. Until the wolf. One fateful day, while tracking signs of wounded prey, Jackline doesn't find a deer or a boar, but a massive black wolf sprawled in the roots of an ancient tree. Its fur is stained with blood, its breathing shallow, its silver-gray eyes blazing with pain and something disturbingly close to human awareness. Every instinct tells her to run. A cornered predator is dangerous. A wolf this big is deadly. But Jackline recognizes the loneliness in its eyes. The fear of being left to die. It mirrors the ache buried deep inside her own chest. Ignoring her fear, she uses everything the forest has taught her-herbs, makeshift bandages, secret paths-to drag the heavy creature back to her ruined castle. There, in a forgotten servant's corridor, she creates a shelter. Day after day, she cleans its wounds, grinds healing plants, and whispers calm words to a creature that could end her life in a heartbeat. The wolf snaps and growls, but it never truly harms her. Slowly, it begins to trust her. When the wolf finally stands again, strong and steady, Jackline expects it to vanish into the trees without a backward glance. Instead, it follows her. Silent as a shadow, the wolf becomes her constant companion. It pads at her side when she searches for berries, keeps watch when she sleeps, and nudges her hand when her thoughts become too dark. Jackline learns to speak her thoughts out loud-to the forest, to the castle, and to the wolf with the haunted eyes. She tells it her fears, her questions, and the strange emptiness she feels when she thinks about her past. The wolf never answers, but somehow, it feels like it understands. For the first time in her life, jackline isn't truly alone. But the forest keeps its secrets tightly wound, and this wolf is one of them. Everything changes under the full red moon. Jackline has seen full moons before: pale and silver, gentle and distant. But this one climbs into the sky like a burning ember, staining the forest in crimson light. The air grows tense and electric; the castle feels suddenly awake, like it's holding its breath. That night, the wolf could rest. It paces, muscles tight, eyes brighter than she's ever seen them. There's something wild and barely contained inside him, something both terrifying and beautiful. When jackline reaches out to soothe him, he pulls away with a look that almost breaks her-one filled with sorrow and dread, as if he has been waiting for this moment and wishing it would never come. Under the blood-red moon, the wolf begins to change. jackline can only watch as bone and muscle twist, fur ripples and sinks beneath skin, and the creature she nursed back to life reshapes into something new. Something impossible. When the transformation ends, the wolf is gone. In his place lies a young man with dark hair, pale skin marked by faint scars, and the same silver-gray eyes that once watched her from a wolf's face. He is human. And he's not. He looks at her like he's been waiting his whole life to be seen. He knows her name. From that moment, Jacline's world fractures. The young man-her wolf-reveals a truth she never imagined. He is cursed, bound to the red moon, doomed to live as a wolf most of the time and return to human form only when blood stains the sky. Hunted by men, feared by sorcerers, and rejected by both humans and beasts, he is trapped between two worlds, never fully belonging to either. But he is not the only one living in a story shaped by magic and betrayal. The wolf's curse, he explains, is tied to old magic that once protected a powerful royal bloodline. A bloodline that ruled the kingdom beyond the forest. A bloodline that vanished the day a newborn princess was stolen from her cradle and never found. The day Jackline disappeared. Piece by piece, the life she thought she knew crumbles. The ruined castle she calls home is more than a random shelter-it once housed the loyal guardians of the royal family. The forest is not just a wild, dangerous place-it's a barrier of living magic, hiding her from those who would use or destroy her. Jackline is not simply a forgotten girl who happened to survive.
THE FORGOTTEN HEIRESS OF THE MOON KINGDOM

THE FORGOTTEN HEIRESS OF THE MOON KINGDOM

THEY KILLED HER FAMILY. THEY ERASED HER NAME. BUT THEY FORGOT ONE THING SHE SURVIVED. For eighteen years, Elara Vale has believed she is nothing more than an ordinary servant girl. She has no memories of her childhood. No knowledge of her true parents. And no idea why strange things happen whenever the moon is full. Then one night, everything changes. When Prince Kael Draven the cold and feared heir to the throne finds her, his first commandy is simple: "Kill her." But the moment Elara is wounded, Kael feels her pain as if it were his own. A mysterious silver mark appears on both their bodies, and Elara's forbidden magic begins to awaken. Soon, assassins are hunting her, ancient magic is calling her name, and secrets buried for eighteen years begin to surface. Then Elara discovers a portrait of a dead princess who looks exactly like her. Princess Elara Lunaris. The last heir of the fallen Moon Kingdom. The girl who was supposedly murdered eighteen years ago. But there is one problem... The man she has been taught to hate may be the only person capable of protecting her. And the more Elara discovers about Kael, the more dangerous their connection becomes. Because they aren't merely enemies. They are fated mates. Now Elara must uncover who destroyed her family, why her existence was erased, and why the kingdom is terrified of her awakening power. But the deepest secret is still waiting in the shadows Someone who was there the night her parents died knows that Elara survived. And they will do anything to make sure the forgotten princess never takes her throne.
THE DARKHEART SAGA

THE DARKHEART SAGA

The Darkheart Saga A Vampire Fantasy Romance Suspense Series Book 1: A Hunger Beyond Time Elira, a centuries-old vampire cursed never to feel love, awakens in a futuristic world where vampires are hunted by a shadowy organization called the Dominion. When she captures Kieran, a rebellious Dominion agent with a mysterious vendetta against his employers, Elira senses something she hasn't felt in centuries-an emotional connection. Bound by necessity, they form an uneasy alliance to uncover the Dominion's true purpose. As Elira's curse begins to weaken in Kieran's presence, their forbidden bond exposes them to dangers that stretch beyond mortal comprehension. Book 2: Whispers of the Night Blade Elira and Kieran's partnership deepens as they uncover the Dominion's experiments: a scheme to resurrect the ancient vampire queen, Seraphine, whose reign of terror once brought humanity to its knees. But Elira's connection to Seraphine is closer than she realizes-her bloodline is the key to the queen's revival. As enemies close in, Kieran discovers his own blood holds a devastating secret that could destroy Elira. In a race against time, the pair must navigate their growing feelings while fighting against betrayal from all sides. Book 3: Queen of Shadows Betrayed and captured by the Dominion, Elira awakens to find Seraphine's dark spirit tethered to her own. Forced to act as the queen's vessel, Elira must resist Seraphine's influence or risk unleashing a new age of terror. Meanwhile, Kieran discovers a hidden prophecy linking their love to the world's salvation-or its ruin. With the Dominion, rogue vampires, and ancient forces vying for control, Elira and Kieran must fight together, risking their lives and their love, to stop the queen's rise and forge a new future for both mortals and immortals. Series Themes: Romantic Suspense: A forbidden love that transcends curses and mortal boundaries. Fantasy: A richly built futuristic world where vampires and humans clash in unexpected ways. Mystery: Uncovering secrets about ancient curses, hidden prophecies, and the true motives of the Dominion. Action: Intense battles, betrayals, and high-stakes confrontations with supernatural foes.